Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 735 - 727: I Want You, I Want You, Just Want You (Thirteen)

After issuing the warning, he strode heavily into the security check.

Xiang Yiqing and Ji Mingyue had already passed the security check and were waiting for them inside.

Fenfen leaned on Ji Chicheng’s shoulder, pouting, and watching Xin Xiaoxiao making funny faces behind them, choking with her childlike voice, "Mommy is sister, Mommy is pretty sister."

Every time Fenfen called her "sister," it was like gouging into Ji Chicheng’s heart.

His big hand pressed on her back, and he kissed her tender cheek, "Mommy is Mommy, not sister."

"Miss Mommy." Fenfen whispered repeatedly, again and again, into Ji Chicheng’s ear.

I do too.

This sentence lingered on Ji Chicheng’s lips, his suppressed anguish only relieved by holding the little one in his arms tighter, seeking a sense of security.

Once they had all passed the security check, Xin Xiaoxiao immediately followed, trailing behind Ji Chicheng, swinging her little bag nonchalantly, occasionally making a face at Fenfen to tease her.

Finally, when she was about to reach out and pinch Fenfen’s nose, Ji Chicheng turned and glared at her.

"Do you own the VIP passageway?" Xin Xiaoxiao gave Ji Chicheng an eye roll and then quickened her pace to walk in front of him.

As she walked, she held her chin up and hummed, "Besides, it’s not like I wanted to follow, why am I here, wasn’t it because your sister was getting married, and now she’s not, I’ve wasted several days."

Her unrestrained words even made Xiang Yiqing’s face change, he looked down at Ji Mingyue, whose expression remained unfazed.

However, her gaze rested on Xin Xiaoxiao, frowning, her dark eyes deep, pondering something.

"You’ve broken up with Ji Anning, right? Although this woman is not very likeable, Dad will definitely approve of her."

When they ascended the boarding stairs, Ji Mingyue suddenly spoke up.

Ji Chicheng and Xiang Yiqing both looked at her in surprise.

But she did not speak further, returning to her icy demeanor, she wheeled herself onto the plane.

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It was a rare occasion for Charles and me to have breakfast together.

Truly, over the past two years, the occasions we sat at this dining table in our home were few and far between.

But today it wasn’t just the two of us, there was also Korea.

Ji Anning had no interaction with them throughout the meal, just listening to Korea and Charles, sitting opposite, discuss everything from the economy of one country to another.

It was evident that Charles valued Korea greatly, admiring and doting on her, always laughing at her jokes.

Ji Anning had not wanted to join them for the meal, but Charles had ordered that whenever he was in the house, during mealtimes, she had to be in the dining room, even if she didn’t eat, she had to sit and wait for him to finish.

"Uncle, for your wedding with Miss Niannian, isn’t anyone from Miss Niannian’s family coming?"

Ji Anning had finished eating and was reading the newspaper when Korea, who had been talking about economics and national affairs, suddenly turned the conversation towards her.

Ha, family, she could just have asked her uncle directly.

Ji Anning raised her head and looked at Korea, giving her a cold smile, "Which family member does Miss Korea wish to come?"

Korea had meant to ask Charles, but unexpectly Ji Anning took over the conversation, feigning ignorance, which left Korea visibly embarrassed.

Before she could find a reply for Ji Anning, Charles spoke, "I’ve already sent someone to bring her mother here."

Upon hearing this, Ji Anning’s face suddenly changed, looking at Charles in shock.